What happened at Anarchy

[Brian Shelby]

The fans boo, jeering as 'the Icon' Brian Shelby emerges from the back. He frowns, shaking his head before he reaches up to pull off his designer sunglasses. Then he tucks them inside of his jacket, heading for the ring. He climbs inside slowly, then calls for a mic.

Then he walks back and forth, adjusting his jacket.

Shelby: "You can all sit there and boo all you want about what happened at Anarchy, but the fact of the matter is. All of you, just like Joel Frost and Gavin Drake turned your back on me!"

The fans booed at that, denying it. Shelby shook his head, smirking before he continued.

Shelby: "You can all boo all you want, but you all cheered for Frost! You cheered for a man who turned his back on his partners, a man who kicked the man who brought him back to relevance! The man who made him a champion in the face, and then all sit here and boo me?"

The D-Unit popped, and the fans booed though as Shelby sniffed. He walked back and forth, adjusting his jacket before he brought the mic up.

Shelby: "All of your booes, don't mean anything to me! Joel Frost turned his back on me, Joel Frost used me to get himself all the gold! And then? He left me for dead, he left me to sit here and get jobbed out! So at Anarchy? I sent a clear message to Joel Frost!"

The fans were livid, and some of them were chanting for Frost. And Shelby smiled.

Shelby: "That message is that I am done taking a back seat to that glorified spotfest! That I am going to become the Chosen! As I should have been all along, which brings me to my next problem--"

The fans booed, though some cheered as a chant started for the AWA Hardcore Champion! And Shelby frowned, his smile fading for the first time before he lifted the mic.

Shelby: "Yeah, the Pride of Britain, the so called Blood of Kings, Gavin Drake. You know my former tag team partner? The man who rode my coat tails to tag team gold, and then fed me to the wolves? The man who left me behind?"

The fans booed, and Shelby smirked.

Shelby: "When he tried to re-claim that gold but did Drake call me? Did my so called best friend, Gavin Drake, call me? Or did he go to his enemy, a man he can not stand 'the Solution' Jake Andrews?"

The fans cheered, after all who didn't love Andrews? Shelby frowned again, a hand lifting to run across his hair before he snorted.

Shelby: "Drake you turned your back on me, you left me behind while you went on to gold! You left me holding the bag, just like Joel Frost! And both of you, both of you have forgotten what it means to be Affliction!"

Shelby ignored the fans, and he looked towards the back.

Shelby: "But now? I am going to remind you, I am going to show both of you what you have forgotten! I have been talking to Donzig, and as far as we are concerned? We are going to fix the problems with AWA, starting with you two turncoats!"

The fans booed, and Shelby smiled that wicked little smile as he started for the ropes to exit.

[Gavin Drake]

'Amazing' hit, and the fans exploded as 'The Icon' turned to glare up the ramp, frowning as Gavin Drake stormed from the ramp. The AWA Hardcore Champion was not wearing his custom made suit, he was dressed for business. And he adjusted the Hardcore Title on his shoulder, before he climbed into the ring.

He scowled, then tore the mic from Shelby's hand. "Listen up, mate. You are taking the piss! And I am not going to bloody stand for it, right?"

Shelby's eyes narrowed, and Drake shrugged before he continued. "When the Affliction broke up, I didn't see fighting tooth and nail to hold it together! I didn't see Brian Shelby ringing my phone to get our tag team title re-match did I? Did I?"

The fans cheered, and Shelby glared as Drake stepped closer. "So you can bloody blame me all you want, mate. But the truth of the matter is, young money! Is that you are used to people handing you shit, and the one time they don't! You throw a bloody tantrum and attack Joel Frost!"

Shelby smirked at that, nodding before Drake waved a hand. "And then you blame everyone else, because frankly without the Affliction? You can't bloody hack it, mate!"

The fans cheered, and Shelby's smile faltered. He looked pissed and Drake jabbed a finger at him. "Right then! And then you tell me you had a talk with Donzig? With bloody Donzig who betrayed everything that we stood for so he could make nice with his bloody family? The man who left the Affliction in the dust so he could rule AWA? That is your go to guy, now?"

Shelby blinked, and fired back. "Whoa! Joel Frost betrayed the Affliction! Joel Frost stabbed Donzig in the back!"

Drake snorted. "Yeah, right then! He was in Donzig's face when he bloody kicked him, mate! And if I knew half the crap he was planning on pulling like Frost? I would have bloody kicked his head off too, yeah?"

The fan cheered, going wild as Drake sneered at his former friend. "He bloody half killed a man, he powerbombed a girl on ringstairs, then he dug up a dead man! Not to mention the crap he pulled on everyone else, and how he used the lot of us as pawns in his bloody game!"

The fans were eating it up, and Drake growled. "But that is the bloody guy you want to hold up as the man who didn't betray you? Go to hell, mate."

Shelby slapped him hard across the face, and Drake's head turned. He blinked, then turned to stare at the smirking Shelby. Then he grabbed him by the suit, slamming his head into the Icon's before he threw him across the ring.

He caught him with a Lou Thesz Press on the rebound, and the fans were going wild before Drake climbed off. He paced back and forth, then turned to glare at the rising and shaken Shelby.

Shelby rolled to the outside, shaking his head as he stumbled towards the ramp. He smirked up at Drake, laughing.

Drake glared after him, fuming as he leaned across the ropes.